Proof of the Sun King

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In early March, the Chinese army tent outside Richard Castle, where Lawn and several dukes were meeting to discuss the new military situation.

"Theodoric is on his way here. He asked us to meet in five days near Bucklin Castle, which is 30 kilometers away. It seems that this old guy is not willing to be a spectator." Sealing the letter with the Theodoric ring, Hagen, Duke of Guisoleaux, said with a smile: "It's just that he said in the letter that he lacks manpower, and I hope we can send someone to meet him."

"Theodoric also wants to participate in the war?" Vercard, Duke of Montfort, nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "I think so, even if he doesn't have many people, he himself will be a powerful force to join us. This The old man is probably trying to double his atonement, relying on this to let His Royal Highness Morgiana let him out?"

"Theodoric is an excellent warrior no matter what, we certainly welcome him to help us." Duke Alderel nodded again and again: "But we may suggest that the knights hide their maids. "

"Hahahaha!" There was a happy laughter inside the tent, even the most serious-looking Callard couldn't help but smile, Theodoric's reputation is very bad, this is a fact recognized by the kingdom, this duke has passed At the place, all the nobles would respectfully receive him, and hide their wives and maids by the way. In the kingdom, they joked that even the mare and the donkey would not be allowed to see by Theodoric, otherwise they would be in danger.

As for Theodoric's support, everyone really didn't think much about it, because there were precedents for this matter. The knights often carried out redemption expeditions. ever appeared.

After laughing a few times, there was silence in the tent, and Aldred said anxiously: "I don't know how long we will spend with the undead here, or if I will bring someone to meet Theodoric. Meet?"

After all, the Duke of Leonasse was still too young, and he inadvertently showed some irritable expressions.

The change in his expression was easily captured by Lawn, and there was an extremely restless reaction in the heart of the Kingdom Regent. He took a deep breath and shook his head.

Just like Matthew Bard, Lawn is currently in a dilemma, and after thinking about it, he thinks that it is useless for Duke Aldred to stay here: "Then Aldred, Falkard, Bring someone to meet Theodoric."

"Let's do it then." Furcard nodded in agreement.

After a brief meeting, the two dukes left with an army of two hundred men, ready to meet Theodoric at the appointed place.

"Next, we must start the next step." Seeing Aldreld and Falkard leave, Lawn continued: "This war has been going on for more than half a month, and now we will rest for the time being. When the Duke of Theodoric arrives, we must unite as one, and with the help of the imperial brothers, we must destroy Musilon's viper Machubard and his undead army as soon as possible!"

"How are the refugees now?" Lawn then asked his lieutenant Leones.

"Not so good, my duke." Leones sounded miserable: "The refugees of Leonese are disgusted by being away from their homeland for a long time, and they are also ... unhappy with this life, and they want to go back Home, for this reason, the army has had several conflicts with the refugees, my duke, I suspect that some forces or even the undead have infiltrated the refugees, but we can't catch them one by one."

Callard frowned after hearing this.

After the Battle of Richard Plains, more than 17,000 refugees were reduced to more than 13,000, and the remaining refugees showed signs of being unable to bear the long-term expedition and the minimum ration for a long time. The riots never stopped, but there was nothing the knights could do about it.

Want the refugees to stop the riots, or send them back to the principality to farm, or increase the food ration, but Raun can't do one of them now, the food supply is already very reluctant, and it is definitely impossible to increase the ration of more than 10,000 people. Less likely.

In the current battle situation, the only way is to persevere and persevere until Matthew Bard is completely defeated.

Ten days later, in the middle of the night, the Brittanian army was in the camp of the Chinese army.

On the night of early spring, the icy cold and the cold wind whistled, the land of Musilon has been corrupted and degenerated for hundreds of years.

Lawn was lying in his tent. Although it was late at night, he still did not fall asleep. The Holy Grail Knight had amazing energy. He only needed to sleep for four hours a day.

Lawn was thinking about some strange situations he had encountered recently.

Yesterday, the Dukes of Aldreld and Falkard came back, unexpectedly, they did not receive Duke Theodoric, who according to them met the Greenskin Horde on the way , In the hasty battle, he and his men were repelled by the greenskins, so they gave up coming to support.

But Raun always felt a little strange, especially since Aldreld and Falkard wore helmets the whole time. They just briefly said what happened and then returned to their tent, and their voices were particularly hoarse.

Lawn instinctively felt that the state of the two dukes after leaving once was a bit strange, but he didn't ask too much. Lawn raised his vigilance. He ordered one thousand knights, knight retinues and two thousand serf infantry under his direct command Even at night, he can't untie his armor to sleep, and he is always ready for battle.

At this moment, Lawn heard a slight noise outside the tent.

What are the knights doing so late? Raun was very strange. He casually hung up his clothes, then picked up his sword of Corona, and shouted outside: "What's going on? It's so late, what are you doing?"

"My duke, things are in trouble." There was a quick response from outside. Lawn's lieutenant, De Leonez, walked in from outside. He was fully armed and had fiery red hair. It is common, many people suspect that this Holy Grail Knight is from the mysterious Obian Island in the north, which is shrouded all year round, but no one dares to question Leones, because the other party has won the lady's approval.

"What's going on?!" Raun was no longer drowsy after such a disturbance, and he repeatedly asked, "What happened?"

"It's a refugee!" De Leones pointed to the direction outside the camp, and the Holy Grail Knight cursed: "Damn refugees! They've gathered to make trouble!"

"Gather?" Lawn hurriedly looked into the distance.

Thousands of refugees are pushing the gates of the barracks outside the camp, emaciated and malnourished, their terrifying eyes glowing eerily blue at night, torches, spears, Sticks and pitchforks crowded at the gate of the camp, shouting, cursing, and roaring.

Crowds continued to gather in front of the camp gate, demanding higher rations.

"Porridge! Porridge! It's been a month! Just give us porridge! We need more!"

"We're going home! We're going back to farming!"

"Old Bob starved to death! It's all because of your porridge!"

"We are not your piglets!"

The refugees frantically attacked the wooden gate of the camp with the crude weapons in their hands. There were dense noises from the wooden fence and the gate of the camp, and fire was everywhere.

"I tell you! This is impossible! We have given you food to eat is the greatest mercy!" A kingdom knight shouted loudly from the sentry, and he shouted at the flood of refugees with disgust: "If you are smart Click and go back immediately! I can forgive you, or I will order the arrows to be fired!"

The refugees fell silent, as if they had lost their last hope, and fell into a dead silence.

Lawn looked at this scene from a distance, he shook his head sadly, and said to Leones beside him: "We have dragged on for too long, we must fight Matthew Bard as soon as possible, and then settle on the spot. …”

Before he finished speaking, a blue lightning bolt shot out from the refugee team. The knight in the kingdom who had just been abused was hit by the lightning bolt and turned into a twisted mass of meat on the spot.

All the guards were stunned by this change, and they all froze there.

I saw a few flags suddenly erected among the waves of refugees.

The flag is made of human skin, and the pattern on the flag is made of human bones.

Lawn was the first to recognize the pattern of the flag, and he immediately drew his sword.

"Octagonal emblem! Chaos flag!!!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"

After hesitating for two seconds, the guards reacted, and the refugees were corrupted! They became the minions of Chaos!

It was too late, the gate was too late to close, and thousands of refugees rushed directly into the camp. Facing such a shocking sight, the serf guards and knights in the darkness were completely in chaos. There was no response, and they almost collapsed under a frenzied attack almost immediately.

Lawn immediately gathered his entourage to regroup and prepare to fight back, but just as he gave the order, the wind of death came from the south.

The earth stretched toward the iron-grey horizon, the swampy water on the soft brown soil, the blown-out trees huddled around, the dark sky against the dark sky.

In the distance, the undead army has appeared in the south of the military camp. The first is a large group of dire wolves. These drooling creatures can't wait to taste a good meal, and immediately after the dire wolves are the Black Knights, these undead. The knights are going to have another showdown with the Brittanian knights.

The three bloodthirsty bat wolves easily smashed the wooden fence of the camp, and behind the bloodthirsty bat wolves were the undead monster army, then the three skeleton warrior army, and the two desert tomb guards joined the battlefield.

The Brittanian camp was instantly overwhelmed by the attack of the undead. These undead slaughtered mortals frantically. In the huge chaos, the knights and serfs were defeated, especially the serf infantry directly under Lawn. These infantrymen are different from the infantrymen under Ryan. Many of them who rarely eat meat suffer from night blindness!

Under the attack of the undead and the followers of Chaos, Lawn's army collapsed at an unimaginable speed. The entire camp was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye. The refugees who had been corrupted by Chaos and the undead were besieged by the undead. The Bretons, when Lawn finally gathered a small wave of troops, he found himself surrounded!

Flames, smoke, and blood have enveloped Raun's barracks, where the tide of undead and the minions of Chaos are devouring the last few places of resistance, and many of the dead have been resurrected as puppets of the undead, no matter what their mortal companions call, They all slashed their weapons at their fellow men.

Slashes, screams and roars resounded through the camp.

Mounting his warhorse and raising his lion lance, Lawn roared at his subordinates: "Damn it! This is impossible! Why are the refugees collectively corrupted by chaos? And the undead army is from Alderelde and Fernandez. It's coming from the direction of Erkad's camp! How could they do it? How could they possibly pass their defense zone silently!? It's impossible!"

"My duke! This is not the time to think about this! We must rush out!" Holy Grail Knight De Leones shouted to Raun: "We must break through! rush out!"

"That's right! Go out!" Despite his doubts, Lawn ordered loudly: "Go out!!! Knights! For the lady and the king! For Britannia!"

"Duou~duou~" Ryan's valet Jared blew the lion's horn, and the low voice echoed in the camp. The magic contained in the loud horn sound made the entire camp's army begin to regroup. , Lawn's previous vigilant orders were useful after all. After the undead broke through half of the camp, the remaining soldiers fought resolutely and resisted.

At this time, the only remaining 600 knights and knight squires in the camp gathered around Raun. Under the leadership of Raun, they began to charge towards the weak point of the undead defense, trying to break through.

The undead were well prepared for this. A large group of skeleton warriors and zombies squeezed the not spacious road in the camp, hindering the momentum of the knights' charge. These undead creatures used their bodies and rotten flesh to delay the impact of the knights. , so that they have no room to charge.

But at this time, Lawn showed his strength. The lion lance in his hand was burning with golden flames. He was invincible wherever he went. No enemy could stop his charge. The thick undead front was almost broken. After repeatedly charging like this, Lawn finally found a breakthrough as he wished.

The minions of Chaos are attacking each other with the undead army at that position, entangled endlessly, relying on his own personal bravery as an arrow, Raun and the remaining more than 500 cavalry are constantly charging the undead encirclement.

Seeing that the encirclement was about to be broken, a undead cavalry appeared in front of Lawn. This was a mixed group of black knights and a small number of blood knights. The black knight at the head wore a cross helmet with a pattern of poisonous snakes. Black cursed armor, holding a serpent sword in his hand, riding a brimstone-breathing undead warhorse.

This group of undead cavalry came face to face with the Brittanian knights in a steel collision. Hundreds of knights and undead fell on the spot, and the **** battle stimulated everyone's facial features.

In the chaos of the army, Lawn met the black knight opposite him, and the two sides launched a fierce duel. The sword of Corona in Lawn's hand and the sword of the viper in the hands of the black knight clashed several times in the air, no distinction was made. win or lose.

Feeling the power coming from the sword, Lawn knew that the strength of the person in front of him was not inferior to himself. He stared at the face behind the cross helmet of the opponent, and shouted angrily: "Mashbard! I know you! You Once a glorious Connet Ranger knight!"

"Yes, so what?" The Serpent Sword in Matthew Bard's hand swung rhythmically and quickly in all directions, fighting back and forth with Lawn's Curona Sword.

"What made you become what you are now from a glorious ranger knight?!" Lawn swung the Sword of Corona back into an attacking stance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The divine blade flickered in eerie darkness , The sword emitted a dazzling light, suppressing the power of Matthew Bard, the Duke of Connet, the regent of the kingdom, and the Holy Grail Knight Raun cried out in pain: "Tell me, what is the reason, you betrayed the knight Dao, betrayed this country?! You shouldn't have become like this!"

The sword of Corona and the sword of the serpent clashed here, and the sparks that splashed illuminated the darkness of the night.

"Why?" Matthew Bard's voice gradually changed, Musillon's viper tone was filled with deep-rooted hatred, he stared at Lawn's handsome face, the goatee that had been messed up from the battle, and the has his eyes.

Mousillon's Viper repeated the question: "Why are you asking me?! Ron Leo Cornwall!"

After speaking, Mathubard reached out and took off his helmet, revealing the pale and handsome face under his helmet.

Lawn looked at Matthew Bard's face, his face suddenly turned pale, because Matthew Bard's face reminded him of a person.

a sad woman.

That serf used to be a laundry maid in his family's summer house, and she was beautiful, and Matthew Bard was as beautiful as that laundry maid, no, exactly!

"No, it's impossible!" Raun murmured to himself, his face so shocked that he was stunned at the critical moment of the duel.

No, he couldn't remember it wrong, he would never forget what the woman looked like when she found out that she and her child had been taken away and abandoned in the wild. Those sad eyes had been Lawn's nightmare, and he would always remember it.

"Do you remember!" Matthew Bard's handsome features were already crowded together: "Do you remember!!!"

"I betrayed the knight, just like you betrayed my mother!"

"Father!!!" Fupin Chinese